What's going on?

What happened?

Ah, yes, I guess it's to thank me for saving my life, right?

Before Xiao Yao could sort out his thoughts, he heard a burst of the most disgusting music on the radio.

That is, the athletes' march.

Since this melody has been closely associated with doing morning exercises, Xiao Yao has developed a Pavlovian dislike for it.

Teacher Yao didn't greet everyone as before, students, you look at me, I look at you, and no one moved.

In the end, it was the squad leader who urged everyone to line up.

Today's weather was good, cloudless, although it was only morning, and the bright sun was already shining all over the playground.

Not even a shade or any other shade.

"It's purgatory on earth." Xiao Yao muttered to himself.

"It's so hot......" Zhang Jialong scolded.

Complaining was to no avail, Xiao Yao stood listlessly in the team, like a soft-footed shrimp.

"Raise the national flag, play the national anthem, salute!"

Oh yes, there's this one on Monday.

Xiao Yao felt a tingling sensation at the junction of his lower abdomen and stomach.

It's like the kind of acupuncture I did when I was a child, very thin needles, and bursts of stinging.

The junction between his waist and ass was sore, and he subconsciously rubbed it.

"Rite over!" Hearing these two words, Xiao Yao raised his head suddenly.

"Next, there is the speech under the national flag. I invited the second (third) class of high school, and the outstanding student representative had ......"

A wave of anger suddenly erupted from the dantian and surged into Xiao Yao's heart.

Tell me about your ****, do you want to dry all the students in the school?

Xiao Yao felt as if his crotch was full of sweat, and twisted his ass irritably.

After more than ten minutes of suffering, the girl was finished.

Xiao Yao heard a small commotion in front of him, he raised his head suspiciously, only to see that Teacher Yao had already walked to the center of the rostrum and reached out to take the microphone.

"Hey, hey." Teacher Yao patted the microphone gently.

"Woo————————" The microphone emitted a murmur.

Xiao Yao noticed that the principal was whispering to the head of the year, Mr. Lin.

"Students, teachers, I'm Yao Qi. I'm going to take a few minutes of your time today, and I have something to say to you. ”

The noise on the playground disappeared for a while, and Xiao Yao had a glimpse of foreboding in his heart.

"I'm not a good teacher, during my time at school, my heart was always full of distractions, coveting with impure thoughts, fantasizing about the girls in the school, and I want to confess my sins to everyone today."

The students in the playground exploded with a buzz, and Director Lin was the first to react, jumping up and running towards the center of the rostrum.

"Because of my desire to have nowhere to put it, one girl's personal belongings were stolen and another girl disappeared. I have an inescapable responsibility for this-"

Halfway through the word "Ren", the microphone went silent.

"I hereby openly repent of my sins and ask for forgiveness from my classmates!" Several school workers rushed to the stage to take Teacher Yao away, but the latter shouted hoarsely without a microphone: "My personal fault is not the responsibility of the school, nor is it the responsibility of the system, I will resign from my position as a teacher and surrender to the public security organs!" ”

Xiao Yao saw Xiong Ji turn around and smugly compare a V to himself.

"Hey, hey." The microphone was reconnected, and a "————" murmur was heard again.

Teacher Yao has been dragged away with his mouth covered, and now it is the principal who is speaking: "Maybe due to the hot weather, Teacher Yao's spirit is ...... Received some stimulus, now please return to the class in an orderly manner......"

"Who believes it?" "There's shady." "Make it clear!" The voices of the audience, wave after wave, drowned out the principal's voice.

"The school promises to investigate this matter carefully, please don't talk about it! Each class, class teacher! The principal, Director Chong Lin, made a look, and the latter understood and played the role of Teacher Yao and led Xiao Yao's class back to the classroom.

As soon as Director Lin left with the front foot, the back foot exploded in the class.

"I didn't expect Mr. Yao to be this kind of person!"

"What didn't you expect, I said it a long time ago, right?"

"Yes, yes, you all said don't spread rumors, now it's okay, I've confirmed it, right?"

"That thing...... Xiao Yao is really to blame—" said a weak little girl.

"Oops, there's no need." Another boy with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks persuaded that his name was Wang Ming.

"Last time I said I saw him hugging Zhou Qi, you still didn't believe it, saying that I slandered the teacher."

"Zhou Qi is really not a thing, I used to be in junior high school with her, and she had a bad reputation at that time...... Isn't she the most energetic bully in the class? ”

"What kind of big-tailed wolf is pretending, giving girls make-up lessons every day, I have long seen that he is not well-intentioned!"

"You can't say that!" Xiao Yao's blood surged upward, and he finally couldn't help but stand up: "Teacher Yao doesn't only give make-up lessons to girls, he is very attentive to boys and girls, have you forgotten?"

"Teacher Yao paid for the class fee and took us to extracurricular activities to practice, have you forgotten?

"Teacher Yao gave us a relaxed environment, encouraged each of us to develop freely, and enthusiastically helped every student with difficulties in life and feelings, have you forgotten these?"

The class was silent for a few seconds, but Wang Ming, who had a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, stood up: "Xiao Yao, you're still energetic, aren't you?" Don't think you're ......"

"Guante! (Note, shut up.) Sitting in the back row of the classroom, Zhang Jialong, who had been silent, suddenly slapped the table: "Sit down!" ”

Wang Ming opened his mouth, and then sat down.

Xiao Yao cast a grateful look at Zhang Jialong, who just hugged his head with both hands.

"Class." The English teacher walked in with a stack of papers in her arms.

-- Dividing line --

"You two, why are you all sullen?" Little Bear asked.

In the cafeteria at noon, Xiao Yao, Yu Luying, and Xiaoxiong sat together.

"Teacher Yao should really end up like this?" Xiao Yao said: "Did we do something wrong? ”

"What did we do wrong?" Little Bear's eyes widened: "We have done justice!" also rescued Zhou Qi! ”

"Actually, Mr. Yao didn't do anything, did he? Whether it's Yu Luying's ......" Xiao Yao glanced at her: "It's still Zhou Qi's matter, in fact, Mr. Yao himself hasn't done anything out of the ordinary, those are his shadows...... He didn't know about it. ”

"Oh, whether he is guilty or not is a matter for the law and the police to judge," Xiao Xiong shook his head and said: "The law is only the lower limit of morality, the important thing is that a person like him who steals men and prostitutes is not suitable for being a teacher." Even if he doesn't commit a crime now, he will do it one day......"

"Presumption of guilt, right?" Xiao Yao's anger came up again: "Thought sin, right? ”

"You two be quiet!" Yu Luying, who had not spoken, opened her mouth and reprimanded: "Do you want the whole school to know the secrets of the three of us?" ”

"Eat, eat." Little Bear said wryly.

"Things are already like this, instead of arguing about whether Teacher Yao is a good person, it's better to think about it," Yu Luying said worriedly: "If this is not Teacher Yao's original intention, then who will do these things, and what is the purpose?" ”